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Originally posted November 23, 2009. Edited.

There use to be a mosque near my home, but the adherents have since move their digs to Crenshaw Boulevard.

The congregants were all black, but I’m not sure if they were Black Muslims (Explanation: back in the day, the distinction “Black Muslim” indicated that the persons under discussion belonged to the Nation of Islam and therefore subscribed to the ideology set forth by Elijah Muhammad—an ideology considered an anathema to other Muslims.  These days, the term merely means a Muslim who is black, that is, they may be NOI adherents or they may not be. I make the distinction to indicate that I did not see anything other than black people coming and going from that mosque, but that’s not a surprising thing in South Central Los Angeles and, therefore, no indication of whether the mosque belonged to NOI or not.)

A several years ago, something occurred that I’ve thought about every now and then, especially after reading about terror attacks.  At midday, I was in the back of the house in my office—blogging, of course.  At some point, a noise entered my consciousness.  It was a voice, a tinned one and, as I listened I became aware of three things: that the voice was male, that it was coming out of a bullhorn and that it was repeating the same phrase over and over again.  However, I could not make out the words at first.

As the volume decreased, I originally thought that the origin of the voice had moved on.  But it had only gone around the block a few times.  Finally, the origin of the voice came back around on my street and, apparently, the driver decided to park for a few minutes almost directly in front of my house. The unintelligible phrase was being repeated once more.  And once again.

Finally I got up from in front of my computer, went to the front of the house, peered through the blinds of the large picture window in the living room and…froze.

The voice was coming from speakers attached to the type of truck that is sometimes used by ice cream vendors. The truck was spotlessly clean and gleaming white except for the design on the side: the huge blood-red star-and-crescent symbol of Islam.

The occupant had been exhorting the residents of this neighborhood using a two-sentence phrase, most of which I have blocked out of my memory.  But I do remember one part and, really, it’s the only relevant part.  The occupant was advising us to…

“Embrace Islam.”

By the time I gained the presence of mind to grab a camera, the gleaming white truck had moved on.  I haven’t seen it since.

From the time that it came to light the Major Nidal Malik Hasan basically warned the FBI and the Army of what he was–if not of what he was about to do [at Fort Hood in 2009]—I’ve been thinking of that “ice cream” truck and what that particular vendor was selling.  Aren’t jihadis required to warn their infidel foes and invite them to convert before any attack?

“Embrace Islam,” he said.  Left unspoken was the alternative.

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It’s not a conspiracy theory if it’s true.

Contrary to assertions by useful idiots like Robert Reich that the Berkeley riots were the work of paramilitary right-wingers, it has become increasingly evident that black-clad Antifa anarchists  coordinated with Bay Area community activists and UC Berkeley student groups to orchestrate the violent protests against Milo Yiannopolous.  The Antifa rioters are the same mask-wearing, black-outfitted, Molotov cocktail-throwing, fire-burning, stick-carrying pugilist punks featured in The Occupation Manifesto and The Occupation Devolution videos chronicling Occupy Oakland in 2011.

Antifa is short for “anti-fascist” and is pronounced an-TEE-fah.  According to left-leaning tech magazine Wired, they are “militant anti-fascist[s]” and “anarchists prone to property destruction and online abuse. [T]hey double down on political polarization, driving the national narrative even further from center.

Antifa is believed to have been born in 1970s Germany — a far left, communist, anti-fascist reaction to far right, neo-Nazi fascist groups ascendant at the time.  It spread throughout Europe and found its way to the US where it seems to have first appeared at the WTO riots in Seattle.  Like a bad rash, they keep popping up, having been actively engaged in the Occupy Wall Street, Black Lives Matter, and anti-Trump movements.  Like ISIS, independent “cells” exist all over the world.

They are incredibly well-networked, trained in effective paramilitary tactics, and have a nuanced and sophisticated understanding, use and manipulation of the internet — especially trolling, DDoS attacks, and their Bash the Fash and Meme Wars with the fascist alt-right.

They are known for employing “Black Bloc” tactics at protests to achieve their ends — forming a monolithic bloc by dressing in black and wearing black balaclavas or bandanas so as not to be identified by facial recognition software or cameras.  According to the Washington Post, the hordes move in unison as one large, black-clad unidentifiable mass to “achieve both violent and nonviolent ends.”

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Robert Reich was halfway correct — they are paramilitary — but they are not conservative right-wingers.  They are Reich’s fellow travelers on the communist magical mystery tour.

Read the whole thing. (Excerpt edited for a misspelling.)

Jonah Goldberg was right, no pun intended.

Mob violence is always a tool of terror and of terrorists; it is rarely spontaneous. The ideology being promoted is secondary—if it matters at all. But it’s “interesting” to note that the Far Left has never been shy about using the methods of the jihad.

Cite. Mao and Stalin win the jack boot jackpot. Hitler comes in third, of course. And I was only mildly surprised to see King Leopold II of Belgium in fourth place.

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Dignity: priceless.

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Black History Month

At Instapundit, Ed Driscoll points to a link illustrating the grandeur of flying as a passenger on the late Pan-Am Airlines and a commenter mentions the former grandeur of train travel.

That got me to thinking about those who provided much of that grandeur: the Pullman Porters. As a young man, one of my grandfathers worked as a Porter.

George Pullman, an industrialist who pioneered the world’s first popular sleeper trains, was obsessed with bringing luxury and convenience to the growing railroad industry after the Civil War. He did so by building “palace cars” complete with chandeliers, comfortable beds, air conditioning, and gourmet meals served by former slaves turned porters.

Slaves had already done the hard work of building many of the United States’ railroad lines. Pullman, who was as shrewd a businessman as he was a showman, felt that servant-like attendants would give riders an even keener sense of comfort and self-indulgence. So he hired former slaves—known to be cheap workers—to staff his palace cars. As historian Larry Tye writes, the saying went, “Abe Lincoln freed the slaves and George Pullman hired ’em.”

They were forced to answer to the name “George” 

Just because slavery had ended, that didn’t mean that the job of a Pullman porter was dignified. Pullman porters were often addressed by the name “George”—a name that was based in the social standards of slavery itself. As Lawrence Tye writes for the Alicia Patterson Foundation, at some point porters began to be addressed by their employer’s first name, just as a slave would be addressed by his master’s name before emancipation.

This humiliation was heightened by the seemingly endless job description porters were expected to fulfill. As the Museum of the American Railroad notes, Pullman porters were “essentially at the beck and call of first-class passengers” but expected to be “otherwise invisible.” They did everything from shining shoes to carrying baggage to making beds. In some cases, they were even forced to sing and dance by condescending customers.

Pullman porters occupied a special place within the African-American community

Despite routine discrimination, a job at Pullman had real benefits. Pullman porters were well-traveled and rubbed shoulders with America’s elites. They were what Crew calls “a conduit into what the larger society might be thinking and doing.

“Train travel was a primary mode of transportation in this country up until the 1950s,” says Crew. In a time when many black men lacked mobility and steady work, Pullman porters were vital sources of community information.

“Pullman porters would bring African-American newspapers like the Chicago Defender or Pittsburgh Courier back to their communities,” Crew tells Smithsonian.com. Those newspapers, he said, gave Southerners information on how and where they could escape the segregation and violence they experienced at home.

Read the whole thing.

Pullman Porter Museum

By the way, guess what killed Pan-Am.

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We political junkies on the right have long been aware of George Soros. His persona is similar to that of a James Bond-style villain. (Or perhaps Bond villain personas are similar to his.) After reading over the years about his active roles in world finances and political upheavals, particularly in Western countries, I decided to read a long piece about his life and his stated goals, a piece offered by a friend. He appears to have his unclean fingers in everything.

While we, at present, find ourselves reacting to every incident in the news, it is essential that we pause for a bit, pull back, and look at the “unseen” pulling and puller of strings.

His political activism portfolio is well diversified. Backing organizations dedicated to social agitation and change-for-change’s-sake, Soros has caused tsunamis of upheaval, in the United States and around the world.

A few cases in point: last August, DC Leaks, a group of adroit hackers, got into the Soros files and released them. Perhaps the most notorious of the disclosures concerned Soros’s Open Society Foundations, named in honor of Sir Karl Popper. Underneath its lofty rhetoric, the organization was clearly devoted to the eradication of national sovereignty. A key Open Society paper, hacked in its entirety, described the Syrian refugee crisis as an opportunity to “shape conversations about rethinking migrations governance.” Translation: use agitprop to flood Europe and the U.S. with evacuees (among them some probable terrorists); make the old borders and institutions irrelevant; and, in the process, create a world liberated from the restraints of constitutionalism, American exceptionalism, free-market capitalism, and other obsolete isms.

One of Soros’s long-standing targets is the State of Israel. Providing funding for groups devoted to BDS (boycott, disinvestment, sanctions) against the Jewish State is only part of the equation. According to DC Leaks, Soros gave more than $2 million to Adalah, an “independent human rights organization.” As a matter of policy, Adalah demands that governments sever diplomatic relations with the only democracy in the Middle East.

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In the United States, Soros bankrolls a broad range of political and cultural causes. One is to destabilize the Roman Catholic Church in the United States. In 2015, he dedicated $650,000 for the purpose of shaping Pope Francis’s U.S. visit, using left-leaning Catholic groups to promote gay marriage, abortion, and physician-assisted suicide. Leading the effort was Hillary Clinton’s campaign manager John Podesta, a self-professed Catholic. Bill Donohue, outspoken president of the Catholic League, vainly called for Podesta’s dismissal. “He is fomenting revolution in the Catholic Church, creating mutiny and is totally unethical,” Donohue said. “He is the front man for George Soros to create a host of phony anti-Catholic groups. These are not just bad comments, as some have suggested. These words are orchestrated, calculated and designed to create fissures in the Catholic Church.”

Another Soros favorite is Black Lives Matter, the radical protest group dedicated to the proposition that police are inherently racist. Working the streets with incendiary rhetoric, at odds with the truth about black-on-black crime, BLM has helped foster “depolicing,” as Heather Mac Donald describes it, in high-crime urban areas.

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[The Open Society Foundation] has donated at least $650,000 to Black Lives Matter and pledged more assistance to antipolice factions across the country. These activities prompted the father of one of the Dallas police officers killed during a Black Lives Matter protest to sue Soros (along with other individuals and groups) for inspiring a “war on police.”

All emphasis mine.

There’s much more at the link, including the more well-known fact that Soros broke the Bank of England.

Ukraine reporting. 2008 mortgage crisis. Backing Democrat campaigns in various American elections—local, state, and federal, including that of Hillary Clinton in 2016.

I have no doubt that Soros has molded, influenced reportage on, and, of course, financed every protest that has occurred since Election Day 2016. It seems fanciful, not to mention conspiratorial, that one man has been able to influence so much in so many places, but Soros is open about his methods of influence and about his goal.

We observers should be ever mindful of this generational endeavor to skew mindsets, to tear down the world as it is and to recreate it the image of Soros’ choosing.

All is not as it appears, and that’s exactly the way he and his allies want it. Sowing chaos reaps order, but not the type of order that a free people desire.

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I’m reading Donald Trump Is The First President To Turn Postmodernism Against Itself at the Federalist and, while I’m not quite finished reading it yet, it brought up a few thoughts I’d been having about the president’s persona in the action-packed eight days since the Inauguration.

Our previous two presidents, George W. Bush and Barack Obama, had vastly different personas than does President Trump and I think we became a little too accustomed to that earlier way of dealing with the public.

President Bush frustrated many of his supporters by never answering his critics and never addressing the many distortions about him. Did he ever talk about the found WMDs or RatherGate or the nonsense surround the reaction to Hurricane Katrina in public? I have no memory of any response. I suppose I could look it up and find out, but the fact that no personal defense of Bush policies by the man himself stands out to me–someone who has followed the news religiously for quite some time–is telling.

As for President Obama, his “defenses” of his policies were, usually, not true defenses, but passive-aggressive verbal attacks against those in the domestic sphere who opposed him and his policies.

President Trump is a whole different animal; not just different from his two immediate predecessors, but different from most national politicians in recent memory—especially Republicans. In short, he is an a-hole and is not shy about letting you know it. And I say that without any insult intended. (Of course, it isn’t as if we didn’t know this already.)

I’m of the opinion that, outside of greatly charismatic types, leaders should be jerks. Not out-of-control, illogical jerks, but controlled tough guys/girls who will get things done and who know when to put fire under the backsides of his/her subordinates. They should unapologetically defend their decisions and policies in public and straightforwardly own their mistakes without bowing and scraping or ignoring them altogether. And if the verbal attacks happen, they should be straight-on and not girly about it–even if the leader is a girl.

I haven’t liked everything that the president has done in the past week (tariff), but I like the decisiveness and the lack of weasel.

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Nerds will recognize this.

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People and Organizations make up all kinds of excuses and conjure all manner of Bravo Sierra to justify what they want.

Over 20 years ago, I had a miscarriage—an ectopic pregnancy. In order to determine whether an ectopic pregnancy exists, an ultrasound must be performed. When it was, the technicians point out my baby’s heartbeat. I was seven weeks along.

Many years later, I was in a polite argument with an ardent abortion supporter. I mentioned that a baby’s heart is beating seven weeks after conception. He wanted to know how I knew this, so I told him.

At first, he contended that I had imagined it.

I replied that the techs showed me the heartbeat; it wasn’t something I would have picked out on my own, since I had no experience in looking at images of in utero human beings. If I recall correctly, the conversation ended after that. I can on hold onto my temper only for so long.

Why is it that we call the openly evil “the villain”–the one who acknowledges that he/she is the Bad Guy? The truly villainous are those who not only justify murder, but who make you out to be the villain for wanting to preserve life and freedom. Or those who tell you you’re crazy or imagined it for believing what your lying eyes saw and what your lying ears heard.

Great Lies are not merely straight-on false declarative statements, but edifices of lies; ideologies and belief systems based on lies.

Start with: “a fetus is not a human being,” and end with “it’s morally legitimate to get rid of those cells,” and sprinkle the top with, “it’s a woman’s right to get rid of those cells, and how dare you say otherwise!!!”

(Especially if you are a man—that is unless you’re a man who agrees that the Big Lie Edifice is the truth.)

These Lie Structures are so insidious that great numbers of Americans—mostly women—were out marching last week for the rights of women. But if you ask any of these women what rights of hers are being infringed upon, she can’t tell you. That inability won’t trouble her, though. Reason: the links of logic which lead to the conclusion that the rights of American women were being violated were never connected in the first place. You can’t reason a person out of something they weren’t reasoned into.

Abortion is murder/but I want it and it’s my body/ so it isn’t murder/ It’s legal/It’s my right!!!/But I’m scared it won’t be legal/So I’ll dress up like a giant vagina….

Not a chain of logic in sight.

And that’s the Current Level of Deception[i]–the Lie–for all too many who will have what they want and will have you like it, too. Or else.

[i] A friend of mine says that he has had reality smash his pre-conceived notions about the world so often that he refers to his contemporaneous way of thinking about the world as his “current level of deception.” I think my friend is one of the blessed ones.

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Sabo triggers Hollywood liberals yet again.

A conservative street artist famous for lampooning liberal Hollywood is celebrating the inauguration of President Donald Trump at an anti-Trump rally Friday in Los Angeles using faux posters of Fox’s revival of the hit TV show 24.

The artist, who goes by the pseudonym Sabo, is also attacking a bunch of musicians scheduled to perform at an anti-Trump rally, also in Los Angeles.

Some Grand Master-level Trolling of Liberals

Protesters gathered Friday in and around L.A. City Hall and L.A. Live — an entertainment area near the Staples Center where NBA’s Lakers and NHL’s Kings play — for something called “United Against Hate Inauguration March,” where Sabo posted several fake advertisements for 24: Legacy.

I watched the feed of the Inauguration and the parade yesterday. It was especially thrilling and gratifying to see the Talladega College (AL) Marching Tornadoes as they fulfilled their mission: they came to entertain. (I wrote about them last week at my blog.)

Former President Obama and Mrs. Obama are now hanging out around my way for a post-presidency vacation: Palm Springs, CA. I guess they wanted to be among their people–oh and do some golfing, of course. One of my Kenyan cousins—an Obama fan, to be sure—would be thrilled to give the former president some tips on the green.

President Trump has restored the bust of Winston Churchill—a loan to the White House from the British during Former President George W. Bush’s Administration–to its former place of honor in the Oval Office. It had been rather infamously removed from the Oval Office by then-President Obama back in 2009, and replaced by a bust of Martin Luther King, Jr. A TIME Magazine reporter claimed that President Trump had subsequently removed the King bust, but that turned out to be false.

Oh and today: a lot of women are on the march for some reason.

ht: Andrew Marcus

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I’m a prideful person. Because I recognize the insidious way that I’ve allowed pride to wreak havoc in my life, I talk about the effects of pride at lot.

It’s almost like the dry drunk who preaches against the evils of Demon Rum. I say almost because it’s easier for a recovering alcoholic to keep away from the booze than it is for pride junkies to keep pride out of our lives.

For everyone, pride is always lurking about, trying to disguise itself as something good and moral in order to have its way in a person’s life. Some people are more prone to it than others, as is so for every other sin/character flaw.

I noticed it flare up in me today—again. I try not to be arrogant about my intellectual abilities because I haven’t done that much with them and because they are gifts—talents—from God anyway. And what He gives, he can take away.

Cause of the flare up: people will treat me like I’m stupid, ignorant, and/or ill-informed until shown otherwise—and sometimes even afterward. I’d say that this has happened to me about twice a month since I first noticed it during my high school trigonometry class, where the teacher treated darker-skinned blacks as if we had just climbed down out of the trees. (Math has always been my favorite academic subject.)

Most of the time I ignore the “condescension.” (I hate that word.) But, occasionally, I’ll use it to make the person sorry that they underestimated me.

That last option is evidence of my pride.

It’s one of the beasts I wrestle down every day and, conversely, I try not to make others feel small either—especially when that stuff can come back and bite one on the butt.

Hill’s service is less useful that this.

Do you think that’s what will happen to CNN’s Marc Lamont Hill? I’ve been trying really hard not to wish it on him.

Lamont Hill said while he has “respect” for Harvey, he’s part of the “mediocre negroes being dragged in front of TV as a photo-op for Donald Trump’s exploitive campaign against black people.”

And about that phrasing—it’s an indicator of the same old thing I’ve been talking about for years: the patronage/serf mindset. Hill wants all observers to know that he is a better serf to his patron that the other serfs are to their patron—Hill is proud of his serfdom and of his service.

But the only way which he can think of to telegraph this notion is to demean the other serfs.

It’s just so much neuroses and lack of self-awareness. And it keeps happening over and over again with these leftish sorts.

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Don’t get it twisted; not a Godwin’s Law violation

Countless times, I’ve seen the assertion that Republicans don’t “care about” black people, starting well before Kanye West’s infamous opinion about George W. Bush in the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina. It’s a notion that sits on very many questionable foundations. I’m not talking about the assertion that Republicans don’t care about black people, but the notion that they should, as if the caring is a good thing.

Conversely, it’s often expressly stated that Democrats do “care about” black people. But aside from what that care entails, why should any government entity care about me? I smell paternalism.

Now, unlike the Social Justice Warriors, I have nothing again paternalism in its proper context: God the Father, individual fatherhood, grandfathers, pastors, etc. Government and political parties, however, placed into that framework tend to ring all my tyranny bells. I mean, it isn’t as if government or leaders of government haven’t sought to insert themselves into the categories that I listed above, once or dozens of times.

In fact, in this country, government has, indeed, put itself in the place of individual fathers. And the generational results of this “care” have been catastrophic for black citizens, and, increasingly, for all Americans.

So, when a Democrat tells me that Republicans don’t “care,” about me, I feel a sense of relief which most of them can’t imagine. I don’t want Republicans—or Democrats—to care about me. I want them to do the jobs listed in the Constitution and I want them to stay out of the way as I try to care for myself.

But, as I’ve said before, the notion of government and political party as succor—as parent—is almost too ingrained into the psyches of all Americans and especially, black ones. The idea is so well indoctrinated into black American minds that anyone white who repudiates this notion is considered a racist and any black person, a race traitor.

We are interfering with the gravy train.

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Click the links at the risk of your own emotional equilibrium.

In Saturday’s post, I said this:

[W]hat does Satan want ultimately? Answer: the death of humanity, but not just death. He wants our debasement, since he is envious of God’s love for us. Therefore, he will turn as many of us as he can into monsters. He does this on many levels: individual, familial, national, and ethnic; and he does it over time.

Lately, we’ve seen reports of mayhem in which people do unthinkable things to their children and to the children of other people. These ideas don’t just pop up in the minds of the perpetrators; a foundation is laid in the spirits of such people and a “house” is built on top of that foundation. From what I’ve read about it, these people were usually victims of severe child abuse themselves, but where did/do these things start? Who was the first to “decide” that the abuse of others—especially of children—was not or just okay, but pleasurable?

People decide all the time that they don’t believe in and/or need God, but I think that it takes more than that decision to lay the basis for evil in one’s soul. The Bible calls it “hardening of the heart”—an active turning to the other side. It seems that is usually involving occult practices and/or drugs.

If you looking into many of these cases, often the perpetrator is taking some psychotropic illegal substance—like heroin or meth. (The latest drug fad is synthetic marijuana.) And I bet if one looks far enough back into such a person’s lineage, one will find that a progenitor dabbled in the occult.

With God, all things are possible, but without Him anything is, including all the evil things we see in the news of late. Spiritual doors are being opened, entryways better left shut.

RELATED: Musings on Evil, Part One

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